This is a photo of a glossy internal which is inside "The Clue of the Tapping Heels".

The ever-resourceful Nancy is tapping out an SOS signal in Morse Code!

Can a computer duplicate that degree of ingenuity! ;o)

Cracks me up!

Get a load at the scarey looking couple at the window. The old lady looks like the rather sadistic nun I had in 8th grade Sister Suzanne.

In all fairness, those nuns had like FIFTY kids in each class!

I had 42 third graders one year. I could not see the end of the line.

They were a terrific bunch though.

Renee and his buddies decided to play hookey and were hanging out at Noe's house. Third graders! The one and only year that occurred. There were no longer any truant officers employed. I asked the asst. principal if I could go over to Noe's house, before school, and pull these guys into school by their ears but she would not let me.

I, on the other hand, love my stuff. And I have recently come to the conclusion that I am no longer going to feel ashamed, that rather I am going to CELEBRATE my stuff!

I have my new apartment decorated with all my old stuff. There are books especially. Beatles memorabilia, Barbie dolls, kids' books, toys displayed out in the open because I really do have some cool stuff! People love to come over and marvel (?) at my stuff. Maybe it is because I have so much stuff.

I appreciate stuff so much that I hang around on Ebay looking for more cool stuff. I have people from all over the world sending me their stuff.

I, in turn, sell them some of my stuff. I sell vintage Nancy Drew books on Ebay and I make lots of people happy as they delve into their past and think about their childhoods and their old stuff.

I prefer old stuff to new stuff.

I moved from the Midwest to the West Coast and back again several years ago. I got rid of most of the furniture but I held on to my stuff.

When I throw stuff out, I usually regret it. I think to myself "Oh, now I could use my old stuff! I wish I had not thrown it out" I get quite attached to my stuff.

I have every letter and cards that anyone has ever sent me! I love opening up the file case and pulling out the old messages, ticket stubs, ID cards and other personal stuff.

AnD I have always had this propensity for stuff. When I was a wee little kid my family use to call me "Biddy McGowan" as she was an old lady in Ireland who use to save pieces of string and other seemingly useless stuff.

I have a relative who is so afraid of clutter and stuff she throws out all her kids toys- new or not. I finally found out all the best of neat kid stuff that I spent 20 years learning about as a teacher, that I so wanted to share with the kids, brand new stuff even, went right into the garbage with coffee grounds and other yucky stuff!

Kids love stuff!

And so do I. We worry way to much about being organized and having too much stuff.

I, on the other hand, am simply going to kick back and enjoy my wonderful stuff!

George Carlin had an interesting take on stuff.

That's all your house is: a place to keep your stuff. If you didn't have so much stuff, you wouldn't need a house. You could just walk around all the time.

A house is just a pile of stuff with a cover on it... a place to keep your stuff while you go out and get...more stuff!